My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"Boom."

After a muffled sound, a dent suddenly appeared in the car body.

This movement also frightened Allen.

"OK."

Tortured both physically and mentally, he could no longer hold on and shouted in a broken voice: "Don't hit me, just find me three men. This is the limit of what I can bear, woo woo woo!"

The cry sounded shrilly.

A strong wind blew up, bringing up yellow sand and hitting them with crackling sounds.

"Why are you looking for three men?"

Ethan walked over and grabbed this guy's clothes: "What are you talking about?"

"Aren't you going to find me ten men?" Allen said with tears in his eyes and trembling: "For Rusek's sake, can you just find me three men? I still need a lot of lubricants. .”

"Waterfa!"

Atwater grabbed his stomach and climbed up, asking excitedly: "It's you, you drugged us, why???"

"What do you get?"

"I never thought of drugging you, they were just pills." Alan avoided Ethan's angry eyes and explained hastily: "I crushed the pills into powder and put them in the wild grid and mixed them well."

"I'm sorry, I never thought it would have such consequences."

"I usually keep three servings myself."

He said aggrievedly: "I was very careful last night and only put one portion per person. Who knew it was so powerful."

"Jesus."

Horsted held his head in his hands and shouted loudly: "That's a flying soul, not a special meatball!!!"

"Moreover."

Looking at Allen, he waved his arms excitedly: "Even if it's meatballs, why do you want to give us those things?"

Ethan moved his fingers slightly, wanting to punch him.

It turned out that this guy was the one who put the medicine.

Who the hell would have guessed that it was someone from the groomsmen group who did such a thing. Allen, the bastard, was very smart to put the flying soul in the complex-flavored wild rice to cover up possible abnormalities.

Relationships are not about being drugged while out at a party.

Even before the party started, they were fooled by this bastard. Last night, they thought the little fat guy talked too much, so he drank the rest of the Jagermeister in one breath.

Thinking of this, the corners of his eyes twitched crazily.

"I didn't know it was a flying soul."

Allen said with a sad face: "The drug dealer clearly said they were pills. Besides, I just wanted everyone to have a good time. I know you are all swindlers, so I didn't let them go any further."

"Damn it, do I still need to thank you?"

Horsted stood up excitedly and raised his foot towards the gravel on the ground: "Because you Rusek disappeared, why the hell did I marry a stripper!!!"

"Say it like you don't enjoy it."

Allen wiped the blood from his hand on his T-shirt and muttered: "Jade is a good girl. You also enjoyed her wet kiss just now."

"God."

The former's face turned red and he pounced forward: "You idiot, I'm going to kick your ass hard."

Atwater stepped forward quickly.

He hugged Horsted tightly and dragged him back hard.

If it didn't happen, it had already happened. There was no need to create more chaos, even though he also wanted to beat up this damn fat man.

"What you say is so unpleasant."

Allen shrank and said pitifully: "My brother was hit twice and his nose was broken."

"Hard to hear?"

With his eyes widened, Horsted cursed loudly: "Fakeyu, idiot, waste."

"Kevin."

Ethan waved his hand and said to Atwater: "Take him aside to calm down for a while."

"That's it."

Da Laohei held Horsted aside and walked aside, comforting himself: "This can be considered good news. At least we know that we have not offended anyone and drugged us for other purposes."

The cursing voice quickly walked aside.

"sorry."

Looking at Ethan's depressed eyes, Allen wiped away the nosebleed again.

His beard was dyed a lot of red.

His clothes and pants were all covered in dust, and he looked very embarrassed.

"Everyone does stupid things sometimes."

Ethan bent down and shook his head slowly: "I am no exception, but you should have told us about this earlier. At least I don't have to worry about whether I provoked any gang forces last night."

"So, there must be punishment."

Hearing this, Allen clamped his buttocks in fear, his eyes panicked.

Before he could speak, Ethan reached out his hand like lightning, pinched the little fat man's nose unceremoniously, and pulled it up hard.

"ah!!!"

"Let go."

"I know it's wrong, please!!!"

The howl of a slaughtering pig echoed far away at the illegal vehicle impound site.

The dusty Mercedes-Benz convertible stopped on the porch outside Caesars Palace.

Ethan glanced at the rearview mirror and pulled out the car keys.

The bearded little fat man's face was red and swollen, both nostrils were stuffed with tissues, and there were specks of blood everywhere on his beard and T-shirt. He looked extremely miserable.

Horsted had a swelling on his forehead, but otherwise was otherwise fine.

His anger had dissipated when he saw Ethan dragging Allen's nose and trotting all the way, and the latter struggled to keep up and screamed like a slaughtering pig. He and Atwater were laughing so hard that they could hardly walk.

As for Atwater, it's even better.

The pain soon subsided, but the embarrassment was inevitable.

"gentlemen."

It was the parking boy who was still there before going out. When he saw a few people sitting in the convertible, he was obviously stunned.

Patrol car goes out.

The old convertible is back, what is the operation?

And the way they look, even if it's Las Vegas, there's no need to play so crazy.

"Thanks."

Throwing the keys to the other party, taking the parking ticket, Ethan turned and walked inside.

He was in no mood to explain anything to the other party.

It's not necessary.

In the well-dressed lobby of Caesar's Palace, four men, smelly of sweat, dirty, messy and stained with blood, barged in unscrupulously.

If not for driving that car.

If this wasn't Las Vegas, they would have been kicked out by security personnel.

"Do you think it's possible that Rusek has returned to the room?" Allen's nostrils were blocked, and he spoke in a muffled voice as if he had added a subwoofer: "Also, my nose hurts! "

"rest assured."

Ethan went to the front desk to renew his room first, then strode into the elevator and said without looking back: "You can't die. All three of us can give you a definite answer to this."

There are no fractures, just damage and bleeding.

Just give him a long memory.

The answer to the first question is impossible even if you think about it.

I came back this time for a temporary break and got rid of the tiger. As for the naked man, I can’t think about it too much now, so let’s do it one by one.

"drop."

The door card was inserted and made a crisp sound.

Wei Wei pushed the thick door open, and a thrilling rock music shot to them from the suite. (End of chapter)